Moved Out!

Well we finally did it.  After a grueling couple of weeks, we finally got every last little thing packed up and moved out of our 10th Avenue house this Sunday.  It seemed like it would never end.  Moving is one of those things that you know is going to be a hassle, but you forget HOW difficult it is until you actually are in the last few days of it.  Even after a thousand boxes were packed and meticulously labeled, we kept opening up cabinets only to still find junk inside them.  Ugh… Then you are still trying to live in your house but your home has been reduced to a skeleton’s worth of necessities and at some point you are dying to just be done.  And it gets more and more emotionally difficult the longer you stay in a nearly empty house, sleep on the floor, and eat off of paper plates.  But we powered through it, cleaned every cabinet, cranny and cobweb, and handed over the keys at 5 pm on Sunday evening.  I cried as we drove off, seeing the three girls who are renting our house stand on our sunny porch, knowing we weren’t going to be living there anymore…  But we are moving forward and are excited for the adventure that God has called us into.  Here are some pictures of the house we loved and will miss:

The west-facing front yard.  The asters were just starting to bloom as we left.

The light drenched front room, before we had packed a thing, about two weeks ago.

We could eat dinner with the sun streaming in - that is when the sun was shining at least.

Kate helping me clean.  We spent 2 hours one day spraying off walls, floorboards, cabinets, and more.  She was totally into it.

Front steps with Fernando napping.  He had found several favorite outside napping spots in the recent stretch of good weather - one being burrowed underneath a small lilac in the backyard.

Our front room about 1.5 weeks ago - we had to patch a huge hole in the ceiling (it had been there for 4 years!) and paint the entire ceiling too.  Fun.

Dawson in the midst of the chaos.

The gorgeous night sky seen from our windows.